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The old branch secretary also angrily chimed in: "Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps. That is not feasible now."

"Singing on the opposite stage, right? Okay, then we will each rely on our own abilities."

He Jiakang also completely torn his face, he has the support of a big family behind him, he needs funds, technology, technology, equipment, equipment, can he not beat a group of bumpkins?

And he didn't mind, and quietly tripped the other party behind his back.

Liu Qingshan was not angry at all, and still said happily: "There is competition to have development."

In comparison, He Jiakang is a bit like a mad dog, while Liu Qingshan is very calm. The gap in realm is immediately apparent.

It was clear to the bystanders that Secretary Sun saw all this in his eyes, and then he had a calculation in his heart.

Also as a bystander, Chu Yunling has been "only because she is in this mountain", and when she saw He Jiakang was a little embarrassed, she immediately stood up:

"Hello Secretary Sun, I am Jiakang's partner, and my name is Chu Yunling."

Secretary Sun had also heard about He Jiakang's matter, so he didn't dare to be negligent at the moment, and after a few words of pleasantries, he took the initiative to say:

"Since we want to build a factory, I'll call the comrades from the commune's land office and lead you to choose a factory site."

"Then I'll trouble Secretary Sun." Chu Yunling smiled and nodded, looking like a lady.

Liu Qingshan also interjected at the right time: "Secretary Sun, that's also one of our Jiapigou, just take a look together, so as not to bother the comrades from the Land Office."

This kid is more annoying than a fly!

Although He Jiakang was full of displeasure, he couldn't take the lead in this matter, so he could only curse in his heart.

Soon the director of the land office was called, a short little old man wearing reading glasses and an old blue hat on his head, leading a group of people out of the commune government.

Chapter 2

Qingshan Commune basically runs east-west along the road, and the main units are scattered on both sides of the road.

At the east end is the buying station for buying chickens, ducks, geese and live pigs. After the buying station, there is a wasteland, which is overgrown with weeds at the moment, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance.

The director of the administration pointed to Dao Nan Dao Bei and said: "This place is spacious enough, and it is more convenient to use electricity and water. You can take it here."

Nowadays, land is the least valuable, not to mention their small commune, even the land in the capital is so cheap that newcomers can't believe it.

He Jiakang looked at the open spaces on both sides of the road, and nodded with satisfaction, but turned around to ask Chu Yunling's opinion: "Xiaoling, what do you think?"

"You are the manager of the company, of course you call the shots."

Chu Yunling cared about He Jiakang very much, so she took care of his face in front of outsiders, which was very rare considering her family background and background.

He Jiakang also had a happy expression on his face. He is a person who is good at observing words and expressions. He has noticed just now that Chu Yunling's gaze stays more on the north side of the road.

So he said with a smile: "Then let's choose the open space in the north. Facing south, the business must be booming."

Sure enough, a smile appeared on Chu Yunling's pretty face.

Director Guan is an old-fashioned old man who can't get used to young people's flirting eyes, so he asked stiffly, "The twenty mu of land should be enough."

He Jiakang calculated in his mind: 1 mu of land, more than [-] square meters, would be enough to build a wild vegetable factory.

So he nodded: "Then I will trouble the director. Please invite Secretary Sun to get together in the evening. The director must give you face and let me toast you."

Director Guan rolled his eyelids: "I'm allergic to alcohol, so I won't go."

After speaking, he turned to Liu Qingshan again, with the same tone: "You Jiapigou, where are you going to choose the land, the open land west of the commune is also good."

Although his tone was still cold, Liu Qingshan could still hear some concern.

So he nodded to this upright little old man, then stretched out his hand and pointed at Lu Nan: "We'll just choose this place."

Director Guan couldn't help staring at him: one Daonan and one Daobei, this is really meant to be a play on stage.

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There is a big news coming out of Qingshan Commune recently: two wild vegetable processing plants will be built together on the east side of the commune.

Quite a few people strolled here after dinner, and it was true that a large rectangular block was sprinkled with white ash on the south and north roads.

And there are new changes every day, mainly on the Lubei side. Every day, there are large and small vehicles, and various building materials have begun to be brought in.

Soon, a construction team from the No. [-] Construction Company in the county officially moved in, and the machines began to roar.

In contrast, Daonan's side is relatively deserted, and there is no sign of construction for the time being.

The idlers began to point and point, discussing:

"I heard that the factory in the north was built by a big company from the capital. It must be amazing!"

These days, the capital is definitely a golden signboard.

"You can't take a look at the one in the south. I heard it belongs to the Jiapigou Brigade."

"A capital city, a small mountain village, isn't the gap too big?"

"That's right, I doubt whether the factory in Jiapigou can be built or not."

Amidst all the discussions, there are also people with active minds who have already begun to gouge out doors and steal holes, looking around for relationships and going through the back door.

There is only one purpose: to send the children of the family to work in the wild vegetable factory.

I don't know who spread the word: It is said that if he can do well in this wild vegetable factory, he can be directly transferred to the capital.

As soon as the news got out, everyone in Qingshan Commune almost went crazy:

That's the capital. If I can go there once in my life, I'll be satisfied. If I can be transferred to work in the capital, then the ancestral grave will definitely be full of smoke!

When the whole commune was boiling, Liu Qingshan was also busy: he ran to the construction team in the county, ran to the brick factory, and ran to the building materials market. His legs were almost thinner from running.

These days, state-run units are all uncles. If Liu Qingshan hadn't got the approval slip from Zheng Hongqi, deputy county magistrate, he might not even be able to enter the gates of these units.

And even if there is an approval note, it's not easy to use. Everyone has a plan, and there must be a first come, first served, so you can slowly sit in the back row.

Even if Liu Qingshan is holding banknotes in his hands, it still doesn't work.

Liu Qingshan can bear with difficult things and ugly faces, but the key is to build a factory, and he has to run all by himself.

This also made him deeply feel that the Jiapigou Cooperative is really short of talents, and there is a lack of those who can take charge of their own affairs.

Talent cultivation needs a cycle, and there is no rush. Young people like Datou and Er Biaozi still have value in cultivating, but it just takes time.

As for recruiting talents, Liu Qingshan didn't even think about it.

The iron rice bowl is served well. If you ran over to smash his job, would it be strange if you didn't work hard with you?

The inherent ideas cannot be broken by Liu Qingshan alone.

The biggest possibility is that his head was broken first.

Not only Liu Qingshan is anxious, but the villagers are also anxious: the wild vegetable factory should be built by the end of July, just in time to start processing mountain products such as mushrooms and fungus.

If it is not completed until winter, the day lily will be cold.

Especially seeing that the factory on He Jiakang's side was under construction in full swing, the old branch secretary and Captain Zhang couldn't sit still anymore.

That night, after Liu Qingshan returned empty-handed, everyone got together and held a meeting.

The old branch secretary continued to click on the small cigarette pouch: "Qingshan, is it because our way is wrong? I heard that it is popular to go through the back door now. Why don't you give some eggs and duck eggs to those brains?"

"Grandpa branch secretary, I've given away more than a dozen cigarettes."

Liu Qingshan was also very depressed. He thought he had some influence in the county, and he had his own network of relationships, but looking at it now, this network was still too small.

Captain Zhang also slapped the table angrily: "These bastards don't do anything after collecting the cigarettes. I'll talk to them tomorrow!"

The old branch secretary was so frightened that he stopped him immediately: "Don't make more trouble. If you offend others, we will be the ones who will suffer in the end."

Everyone also nodded vigorously, and then all bowed their heads and smoked.

"You said, will someone trip us up behind our backs?"

Uncle Boss was silent for a while, then suddenly opened his mouth. His brain is of a relatively lively type, so he thought of this level first.

"It's He Jiakang, it must be that bastard He Jiakang!"

Captain Zhang jumped up and looked at that posture, and immediately went to He Jiakang desperately.

Liu Qingshan put together what happened in the past few days and thought about it, and felt that this possibility is really possible.

He has a letter of approval from the county leader, and he is considered well-known in Bishui County, but he runs into walls everywhere, which is obviously abnormal.

And the obstructers are most likely competitors.

With Chu Yunling's influence behind him, a little greeting, for a small county like Bishui County, is no different from an imperial decree.

Liu Qingshan felt that it was time to reform. The rigid system must be changed, but the rigid thinking must be changed even more.

If, like a few years later, private companies spring up like mushrooms after a spring rain, do you still need to beg your grandpa and sue your grandma?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a few muffled bangs in the room of the team headquarters. Everyone followed the sound, but it was Grandpa Kidnap, who was banging his cane vigorously.

"Grandpa Kidnapper, don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry."

Liu Qingshan quickly stood up, moved to the side of Grandpa Kidnap, and gently stroked his back.

Grandpa Kidnapper had a solemn expression, raised one hand to signal that he was fine, then carefully took out a squarely folded newspaper from his pocket, and unfolded it layer by layer.

People in the house are very familiar with this newspaper, because it records the pride of Jiapigou people.

Grandpa Kidnapper spoke slowly, with a calm but firm tone:

"Qingshan, I will drive grandpa to the county seat tomorrow. Let's take this newspaper and show it to the leaders of those units. Whoever dares to stumble again will go against the central government. Whoever has the courage, I will go all out. Old bone, fight with him!"

Looking at Grandpa Kidnapper's thin body and the burning flames in his eyes, Liu Qingshan suddenly felt his nose ache.

He supported Grandpa Kidnap, and nodded emphatically: "Grandpa Kidnap, I will grow old with you tomorrow, and go to the battlefield together!"

"it is good!"

Grandpa Kidnapper's big hand full of wrinkles and calluses patted the back of Liu Qingshan's hand.

After breakfast the next day, Liu Qingshan set out for the county again. In the car, besides Grandpa Kidnapper, there was also the old party secretary.

Grandpa Kidnap was dressed in military uniform, with several medals pinned to his chest.

Although these medals are some years old, they are still kept by him as if they were new.

The jeep drove steadily all the way into Bishui County. The first stop was to the No. [-] Construction Company, which is commonly known as "First Construction" by the county residents.

Correspondingly, there are two constructions and three constructions in the county, but the scale is not as large as that of construction one.

The old man in the reception room at the door had known Liu Qingshan for a long time. These days, he often took advantage of smoking, so when he saw Liu Qingshan, he greeted him warmly and let the three of them in from the small door.

He still whispered to Liu Qingshan: "Manager Fang is in the office on the second floor."

While talking, he walked around vigilantly and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he continued:

"Xiao Liu, something is wrong with you. Think about it, are you offending someone?"

Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile, and slipped a pack of cigarettes into the opponent's pocket: "Master, I know it well, so let's go up first."

Yijian's office is a beautiful two-story building. It is different from the red brick Soviet-style buildings nowadays. It has the posture of a small western-style building.

Helping the abductee grandpa up to the second floor, standing in front of the manager's office, Liu Qingshan reached out to knock on the door, but saw the dumb grandpa lift up his crutch, thud, and hit the door directly.

The door of the house is not made of solid wood, but a wooden frame around it, nailed with fiberboard in the middle. As a result, the sharp tip of the crutch poked a hole in the fiberboard at once, and the door was also poked open.

There was a roar from inside the room: "Who the hell is this? You're not timid. You just called the door, believe it or not. I just called and called hundreds of workers over!"

"I, a veteran!"

Grandpa Kidnap entered the room first, and saw a middle-aged man standing in front of the desk.

At this moment, he was staring at everyone angrily with his eyes wide open. This was Fang Hehai, the manager of Yijian.

Grandpa Kidnap's eyes were piercing, without the slightest bit of dimness in his eyes, his sharp blade-like eyes shot at Fang Hehai's face:

"If I were timid, I wouldn't dare to fight the bayonet with the little devil, or practice aiming with the American devil!"

Fang Hehai was obviously taken aback, glanced at Liu Qingshan, and roughly figured out the situation.

His face immediately softened and became amiable: "Old man, old combat hero, calm down, you sit first."

Seeing the military medal on Grandpa Kidnap's chest, he knew that this was not someone he could offend.

Because behind this kind of old man, there are usually more people who are not easy to provoke.

"How dare I sit in front of a big manager like you."

Grandpa Kidnap snorted, then beckoned to Liu Qingshan who was behind him, and Liu Qingshan also walked quickly to the opposite of Manager Fang: